:: The Landlord opens the door and waits for Nick. While he waits he splutters all over the key, the carpet, that lamp... ::

::... nice! He walks into the room and turns to the landlord::

"Thanks, that's all I need"

:: The landlord smacks the snot covered key into Nick's hand.::

"Don't wreck the place.::

:: He leaves.::

(Cleancleancleancleancleancle...)

::He finds cleaning stuff and cleans his appartment. He changes his top and throws his old one in the bin before heading into the hallway::

::He dumps his bags onto the floor and then start to unpack them::

(Bacon, eggs, bread, vodka...)

::Once he had finished he relaxed::

(Where can I go now?)

::He goes to the hallway::

::He walks in and puts the computer down. He opens the box and starts to get it out, whilst waiting for Aidan::

::Aidan doesn't really notice the nicely decorated, spacious apartment. He walks in, still carrying the television set. He looks to Nick.::

"Where do you want this...?"

"Just dump it on the floor, thanks... You sure you're okay?"

"Not really to be honest..."

::He stops himself, not wanting to burden anyone else with his problems.::

"Is that everything?"

"Yeah thanks... You wanna talk about it?"

"I shouldn't really..."

::You can tell from his face that he is clearly distressed.::

(I should go back and help Sera...)

"All right..."

::He starts to connect his computer to all kinds of wires::

"But you know, bottling everything up inside will only make it worse."

::He looks at Aidan and smiles::

(Poor kid looks distraught)

::Knowing he should go back, but not wanting to, he needs to clear his head so he can think better, and therefore come up with a way to prove Sera's innocence.::

"Do you need help with anything?"

::He says, really timidly.::

"Well, I got all the technical stuff covered, but there is something I need help with..."

(Let's hope this works)

::He was referring to his plan, so on a different note, he pushes in the last plug and turns on the computer successfully::

(TV)

"Yes..?"

::He stands still, watching the computer starting up.::

(He seems good at that...I wonder what's happening in the apartment, it's rude to just leave...)

"I just need your opinion on something, then you can go if you want."

::He opens the TV box and starts unpacking stuff::

"I have this friend, Mikey. Mikey was always this friendly outgoing kinda guy. He was always nice to everyone, even when someone was mean to him, Mikey would always smile and be polite - I would have punched them in the jaw, but that's not the point. Last year, Mikey was having a particularly bad day, his girlfriend was PMSing, he failed his uni test, all kind of shit was happening. Anyway, this guy, Andy, came up to him and told him that his T-shirt was on back-to-front. Mikey went crazy, yelling things like 'Who gives a fucking fuck what T-shirt's like...' and what not. Andy says back 'Woah, dude I was just telling you'. Well, I'll cut out the crap - Andy ended out in hospital and Mikey's still in jail today."

::He grabbed a wire and inserted it into the TV::

"Tell me, bud, what do you think Mikey did wrong? Apart from beating Andy to a pulp, that is..."

(What...The...Fuck....Is he on about, I don't have time for this!?)

"Excuse me...?"

::Aidan feels as if he is being lectured to, not quite sure what else to say.::

"C'mon, just answer the question. And hand me that remote."

(Errm.)

"That I shouldn't bottle up my problems. However, just because I'm not telling you what's wrong, doesn't mean I'm not telling anyone else."

::He frowns a little.::

"So, you're talking about your problems? It doesn't look that way by the expression on your face - you look like you have way to much to deal with right now. But you answered my question so you're free to leave. Or you can stay and talk, I don't mind."

::He smiles at Aidan::

::He hands him the remote.::

"I'll go, thank you."

::He heads for the Hallway.::

(Wierdo.)

::He smiles::

(Well, at least it took his mind of his problems... If only for a moment...)

::He turns on the TV, which works, and smiles again::

(I'm good! And I smell. I need a shower)

::He strips off and climbs in the shower. When he's through with that, he rechanges into sweat-free clothes and wonders what to do next::

(I suppose I could find out more about this magic stuff)

::So he heads off to the hallway::

::He enters his appartment and unpacks his new witch-related stuff. He checks out the map and crystal, he quickly flicks through the book of spells and he picks up the athame::

(Nice, a guy could really do a lot of damage with this thing)

::He tucks the knife into the waistband of his trousers and finishes studying his witchcraft for beginners-type book that the wiccan sold him - it had some info on warlocks and lower-level demons and their baisic powers. He thinks about his next move::

(I'm not hungry - no coffee shop. I've trained once - no forest. I've bought all things magicaly - no magic shop. In fact I've bought things I need - no mall. It's morning - no clubbing. I could look for a job... but where would I go? I could search for demons and find out what this energy whip can really do, but I'm just a beginner. I could watch TV... boring. Damn, I have no clue!)

(Well, I might as well relax in the bath, whilst I think of something else to do...)

::Once again, we see our rugged, well bodied hero strip off and run a bath. He gets a towl and puts it nearby. He jumps in::

(So... relaxing...)

::He gets out of the bath, dripping wet. He grabs a towl and dries himself off, before pulling on some jeans and a shirt. He goes to his fridge and gets a beer. He logs onto the computer and browses the net for witches, powers, energy manipulation, anything that could help him out::

::He does this for what seems like an hour... nothing!::

(I wonder what that Aidan kid's doing... I hope he's all right - he seemed to be in pretty big shit when I spoke to him earlier...)

::He goes to leave to search for Aidan, when he remembers reading something in his "Miagic For Dummies"-esque book. He opens it and finds the passage.::

(It's called scrying)

::He reads what he has to do... a map, a crystal and something of Aidan's::

"Okay, let's do this-"

(Do you have something of Aidan's?)

"Shit, there goes that plan. May as well get something to eat..."

::Exits into the hallway::

::He puts down his stuff and packs it away::

(I guess I can work out now)

::He changes into tracksuit bottoms, not top (he can see what he's working out easier this way) and starts on a work-out...::

::Finished with his workout (and now lovely and sweaty) he checks himself out in the mirror to see what he looks like at the moment - vanity strikes::

(Pretty good... gotta keep working on it though)

::He glances to the kitchen freezer where the ice cream is::

(Yum... No - you've just worked out, it's pointless)

::He looks out of hie window at the front of CW. He notices Patience still there::

(What's she still out there for?)

::He leaves for the hallway::

::He goes into his apartment and fumes for a couple of seconds::

(She's so fucking hostile, it's just stupid. She needs to learn to lighten up a lot)

::He starts with the working out again - the best way he knows how to relieve stress is by working out - so he does::

::He looks out of his window and realises that it's raining. Hard.::

(What the-? Wasn't it sunny just two seconds ago?)

::He goes up to the window and looks out of it. He spots Pat, still outside. He can't help smirking::

(Ha, bitch!)

::He sits back on his sofa, bored out of hie freeking mind::

(I should probably practice this magic thing...)

::He gets out his newbie magic guide and looks up spells::

NO SPELLS CAN BE USED FOR PERSONAL GAIN WITHOUT CONCEQUENCES!

(Hmmm... next!)

::He flips a few chapters and reads up on scrying::

(To find a person, eh? Who do I know that I can scry for?)

::He goes up and gets his map of San Fran and the crystal with it. He opens the map and hovers the crystal over it, focusing on finding Aidan::

[He's in this building.]

(What? Am I reading this wrong?)

::He exits into the hallway::

::He searches hie newly unpacked stuff and finds his notepad and a pen. Back to the hallway::

::He grabs his crystal and goes back to the hallway::

::He walks into his place and closes the door behind him. He gets his map out and looks for his crystal.::

(Crap, it's at Aidan's!)

::Back to the hallway::

::He goes into his bedroom and changes his trousers. Then he goes back to the hallway::

::He enters his place with Sera and Aidan. He seats Sera down on his couch and goes to his kitchen::

"Can I get you anything?"

(Don't bombarde her with questions... Just ease it out)

::Sera shakes her head, silent. She wonders why Nick is doing all this; she barely even knows him. Sera's fingers trace over where Cella stabbed her the second time and she stares off into space, still kind of in shock.::

::He pours out a glass of water and puts it down in front of Sera::

"Just incase"

::He sits down next to her::

"So, been through the wars then?"

::Sympathetic smile::